World Code 427

They were taken to the base, and Stark always felt that the color of the sky here was very strange, and even the gray clouds made him feel weird-they took the helicopter of SHIELD, but found that their base was actually on the ground. Down.

This is different from what he imagined. It is so simple that Stark feels that he has come to the wrong place. It is like the whole world has been severely pinched by something.

"I don't know what they're trying to do, or even where they're coming from, just for a split second, without warning or Chief Fury wouldn't have..."

"Perhaps you should ask Thor, if his brother starts being mischievous again—"

"Useless Thor can't help us," sat across from Stark was Natasha Romanoff, easily recognizable by her orange-red hair, one of the most important characters in S.H.I.E.L.D. They've returned to Asgard."

"Don't be kidding. Thor never does this kind of thing. He wants to leave everyone in the Avengers and leave here?" Stark asked back. It makes sense, or that something happened to Asgard, which is more important than him helping the good guys here, so what about the others."

"He will be implicated if he doesn't leave. There are already too many dead superheroes."

"…I didn't see them."

"Except for Barton who is still in a severe coma, everyone has been confirmed dead." Natasha said in a calm voice, her expression was so solemn that even her muscles were tense. Under such circumstances, no one would be able to laugh. .

This is simply a bolt from the blue for Stark—except for Natasha and Barton, all the superheroes in this parallel time and space have disappeared, so what does Bill want him to do or get, a confession or a field trip ?Would it be useful to take a few pictures, or is it too late for him to come now.

"Impossible, they can't die easily, the world is destroyed? This is the worst joke I have ever heard, we are from other parallel time and space, I swear I have to come here to communicate with them and they will tell All I need-"

"What will they tell you?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure—"

"If I'm one of them," interrupted Natasha, "and I am, but I don't know, or I've never heard them talk about it, you must be mistaken, although you Called Tony Stark and even what you look like..."

"Have you started to miss it? You should trust me, Natasha, even though you don't have a good impression of me," Stark stared at Natasha's expression with wide eyes. They were the only ones in this simple room. Just two, "Because I'm a flirtatious playboy in your eyes and S.H.I.E.L.D. made an exception for that damn assessment and took me, oh...I gotta go save our world."

"Captain, come here with you, does he understand this?" Natasha also frowned, she looked equally troubled, "You said that in your world there is no S.H.I.E.L.D., no superheroes, and no Avengers— "

"I told him that I need to give him a belief that I can trust me like I did in the beginning, give me hope Natasha please..."

"I'm sorry for Stark... maybe you're late and he didn't tell me anything."

"Can I go to Stark Tower to see, maybe Jarvis still has something useful." Stark clenched his fists, nails digging into his palms.

"But it has been bombed and now there are only ruins."

"damn it…"

"There is nothing preserved on the ground, but I can show you some things, and they may help you regain some feeling." Natasha's eyes seemed to be negotiating with Stark, but that sharp look There was another kind of pressure revealed in his eyes, and Stark knew what it was—Kurt Barton was still lying on the hospital bed.

"I really want to go."

When Stark was negotiating with Natasha here, Steve Rogers was next to Coulson, and Agent Coulson asked him to go there (Stark knew he was a fan of Captain America, and never Known from the beginning), they are in two different places, although they are still in this underground base (after going back this time, Stark feels that Steve will definitely question him about the legend of the wonderful S.H.I.E.L.D.).

"It's incredible Mr. Rogers, what do you do for work?"

"It's true, I never thought about it. For work, I'm a cop, and I always have been," Steve nodded, but he didn't even smile. "Here...I thought Tony would find something here Something he needs, but now it seems—”

"What's your planet like?" Coulson crossed his fingers on his lap, and put two water glasses on the table between them. "It must not be so bad."

"If it continues, I think it will be worse than here soon," Steve looked up and looked around, the dilapidated walls reminded him of Stark's basement, "Natasha Romanoff...she... What is the job here?"

There is a reason for Steve to ask this. He thought of the newly caught woman involved in the casino incident, not only the name and appearance, but even the tone of her voice—Steve never denied that he firmly believed that there was someone exactly like him in this world. man exists.

"She's an important figure in S.H.I.E.L.D., and she's the same in Avengers—like you, like Stark, except they've been where they're supposed to be until the last second of their lives. "

"I'm sorry sir," Rogers said, "but what the hell is going on, it's like the plague."

"No, they come from other planets, maybe the end of the universe, we can't find the source, they destroyed the ozone layer and let the sun scorch everything on the ground like fire, but we never gave up resistance in the meantime- They are elusive and not afraid of the scorching sun."

"You said they came from the planet?" Rogers said incredulously.

"Of course, planets other than Earth are like Thor and Loki from Asgard," Coulson couldn't laugh, he stood up and walked behind the busy and orderly crowd, staring at Looking at the manipulated data on a computer, "How long can you stay here?"

"I don't know..." Rogers said, "Maybe we can help."

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